Mitchel approached the taxi, tapping on the window, trying to get inside.

He glared at the driver, his voice cold.

“Open the door.

The driver felt immense pressure.

He never thought he’d be intimidated by a young man’s stare.

Despite his nervousness, the driver stood firm, reassuring Raegan, “Don’t worry.

I won’t let him in.

” His voice betrayed his fear.

The driver pulled out his phone, ready to make an emergency call in Mitchel’s presence.

Raegan acknowledged the driver’s kindness and didn’t want to alarm him or cause trouble for him.

So she reassured him, “Sir, relax.

He’s someone I know.

“He’s someone you know?” The driver was about to dial the number, but upon hearing this, he swiftly canceled the call.

“Yes, just lower the window.

I need to talk to him,” Raegan confirmed.

Once the window was down, Mitchel outside wasted no time.

“I was in Ashfield last night.

Mitchel’s voice got rough.

“I got it wrong.

Although they cleared the misunderstanding, Raegan felt slighted.

This made her realize there were too many issues between them.

The lack of trust was disheartening.

Trying anything without sorting this mess would be reckless.

“Hmm, gotcha,” Raegan said.

Mitchel hesitated, murmuring an apology, “I’m sorry…”

She replied calmly, “Okay, I accept it.

Can I go now?”

Mitchel stood there, his tall figure immobile.

With the misunderstanding cleared, he didn’t want to let her leave.

He asserted, “Come with me.

Raegan found his words bold.

“Mr.

Dixon, there are women waiting for your attention.

Don’t joke around with me.

“What women?” Mitchel asked.

“Drop the act.

The woman in the chamber was eagerly vying for your attention.

Please don’t waste your time on me,” she shot back.

A smile crossed Mitchel’s face.

Raegan felt something wasn’t right.

Was she sounding jealous?

Mitchel felt considerably relieved, explaining, “I don’t mess around with other women.

I’m not that kind of guy.

Raegan turned her gaze away, expressing indifference, “Your actions are none of my concern.

“Why wouldn’t it matter to you?” Lowering his voice, aware of the taxi driver nearby, Mitchel insisted, “You’re the only one for me.

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